Ye Feng turned a deaf ear to all kinds of comments from the outside world.
He had always wanted to try the power of the Zijin Spiritual Pen, and this time he finally got what he wanted.
After carefully spreading the blue dragon skin, a wisp of activated cyan spiritual power swept up and slowly poured into the spiritual pen.
The spiritual power was poured into it, and the faint purple air displayed on the tip of the pen became more dense. After a brief moment of adaptation, Ye Feng took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and slowly and powerfully stretched out his right hand to hold the pen, stroke by stroke, and began to engrave on the animal skin.
Texture.
"Hmph, so what if I get the help of the Zijin Spiritual Pen? Without a comparable level of inscription, after all... the bamboo basket is a waste of water."
With a slight snort, Gu Zhangqing turned his head and stopped paying attention to Ye Feng, and started the third step.
He didn't think Ye Feng could succeed.
If Ye Feng chooses "Liu Yunzhuan", which is the least difficult to engrave, there may be a possibility of success, but "Nine Mysterious Jade Dew" is much higher than "Liu Yunzhuan" in terms of mental power consumption and precise control.
In addition, using an advanced inscription pen like Zijin requires a huge amount of spiritual energy to support it.
Perhaps this kid's total mental power can be used to simply carve lines, but once it comes to the actual integration, there will inevitably be insufficient leftover power.
At that time, it will only become a joke.
As if it confirmed Gu Zhangqing's thoughts, many experts outside the court stared at Ye Feng and began to shake their heads.
Young people, after all, are still eager for quick success and can't calm down.
How can a high-grade instrument on the list of inscribed instruments be controlled by a third-grade inscription master who is not worth mentioning?
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This is an extremely strange process. After using the Purple Ember Spiritual Pen, Ye Feng felt that his own mental power had become very sharp. He could easily leave a mark on the blue dragon's skin by gently carving it without exerting much effort.
At the beginning, his movements seemed quite clumsy, and he had to control his mental power extremely carefully without making any carelessness.
Like a hot knife cutting butter, the tip of the spiritual pen emits energy as thin as a hairspring, leaving a streaked path exactly as recorded on the instruction scroll.
Whether the lines are clear or not has a direct impact on the quality of the entire inscription. This process cannot be distracted at all, so it takes a relatively long time.
Inscriptions of level four and above are already considered medium-level inscriptions. Their patterns are so intricate that it is not easy to remember their locations.
Even Gong Ziyuan and Gu Zhangqing had to be highly concentrated when they reached this stage. This can be seen from the fact that their standing figures were completely motionless.
On the contrary, the most interesting thing at this moment is the contestants who chose the third-level inscription.
Cheers could be heard from time to time throughout the arena, indicating that another level three inscription had been successfully engraved.
The time required for the fourth-level inscription increases significantly. Even the fourth-level low-grade inscription usually takes about a day, while the fourth-level top-level mental power inscription takes two or three days, which is reasonable.
It takes two or three days to be highly concentrated and consume endless mental energy. You can imagine how much depth it takes to do it.
Most of the people outside the arena came to watch the fun, and only the sect masters, some elders, and important figures kept their eyes on Gong Ziyuan and others.
Only when this long process is over will we usher in the final stage.
At that time, it will be the craziest feast of this Inscription Master Conference.
Bang!
At dusk on the first day, the Purple Ember Spiritual Pen in front of Ye Feng suddenly fluctuated, and the blue dragon hide beneath it trembled rapidly. Although Ye Feng tried his best to maintain the stable transmission of mental power, it still exploded quickly.
A surge of domineering energy rolled out of the animal skin, instantly igniting the entire animal skin and turning it into fly ash.
"Well……"
failed.
Reaching out to scatter the fragments of the hide, Ye Feng helplessly shook his head. The grade of the blue dragon hide was too high. It must be that the impurities in it were not all removed. Just a moment of distraction caused the situation to get out of control.
Ye Feng's mistake immediately aroused ridicule.
Especially those Tianyuan Sect disciples who were already sarcastic towards Ye Feng deliberately raised their voices and made exaggerated laughter.
Ye Feng was not affected by them. After concentrating for a moment, he reached out and picked out a pill. After taking it, he picked up the second piece of material.
It was the first time to carve such a high-level inscription, so some mistakes were inevitable, and...he was not very satisfied with the pattern he had inscribed.
Such a small episode is really not worth mentioning. There are at least hundreds of people who failed to inscribe the inscription in the field. It is not easy to have a 20 to 30% chance of success.
This second time, Ye Feng seemed more cautious.
Looking at the whole field, his mental strength can be regarded as the best, but he can't help but lose continuously.
It was not until noon on the second day that he finally completed the texture depiction of the second piece of material. What appeared in front of him was a texture scroll with complex lines and intertwined energy.
There are more than a hundred lines, criss-crossing each other, and sixteen different kinds of Yuanli energy must be infused into each line to successfully engrave this inscription.
It can be said to be a huge project.
Putting down the Zijin Spiritual Pen, Ye Feng rubbed his temples with a headache, and carved lines twice in a row, which made him feel dizzy in his mind.
The next step is to fuse the Yuanli energy with the animal skin.
This is also the most critical step. If the previous purification and engraving tests only tested the inscription master's mental strength, then this step will test their inscription level.
After taking another concentration pill, Ye Feng took the opportunity to glance around. Gongzi Yuan and Gu Zhangqing both had solemn expressions on their faces. They were holding spiritual pens in their hands, activating the Yuanli energy to begin the final step of fusion.
However, there was a light layer of mist surrounding their bodies, blocking the table and making their figures blurry as if through mist.
As an outstanding disciple of the inscription family, Gongzi Yuan must have mastered the unique inscription technique of the Zhong family. He has some special methods that cannot be seen by others.
The Tianyuan Sect is not weak either. It would be outrageous to be able to become the largest sect in the upper city of Jinhua without special methods that are beyond ordinary people.
As for the mysterious man in black robes, he was wrapped in a black mist, almost completely obscured by him.
In comparison, Ye Feng had nothing to hide.
Sadly, he didn't have any special inscription method, so he could only follow the steps in the record honestly and step by step.
After a cup of tea, the dizziness in his mind disappeared. Ye Feng withdrew his gaze and began to distinguish the sixteen kinds of materials with his mental power. He carefully poured them into the inscription pen one by one, followed the engraved lines, and started
input, fusion.
Fusion is the most sophisticated method used by inscription masters. It requires introducing as many as a dozen kinds of elemental energy into the animal hide while accurately maintaining the balance between all materials. Even if there is a slight mistake, all previous efforts will be wasted.
"Be careful, if you fail, it's almost impossible to start over."
Even Yuan Ling couldn't hold back and whispered in Ye Feng's mind...